My Need
I feel the need to cry,
Because my tears have been unfamiliar for way too long,
I WANT to cry.
I feel that's the only way to mend this ongoing pain.
I no longer want to suppress my tears,
Or trade pain with anger.
I wish to get rid of this feeling of emptiness and numbness
I want to ESCAPE!
I am lost, so lost,
So apprehensive, it is scary, life.
I want to disappear as if in a magic trick, to be forgotten,
The infamous name I hold, destroyed.
Washed away with the tears.
I WANT
I NEED
To cry.
I have yelled as loud as my lungs have allowed it,
I have gone around breaking everything in sight,
But anger won't fill the emptiness anymore
The value of pain and suffering has increased and wrath is not enough
The batter has reached a complexity I cannot understand.
If only I knew what death was.
Unfortunately,
No one does, not even YOU "god."
Isolation seems like the only remedy,
Along with the tears I MUST cry,
How easy it was once,
How difficult it is now.
I am numb.
Empty,
GONE.
Do not get the wrong out of my words,
I care not for your pity or your advice,
Your attention for that matter.
Here is a window,
Which I have illustrated with my words;
Take a look inside
This might be the only truth you'll ever know:
That you know NOTHING,
Of the one you choose to judge and criticize.
Copyright © Chris Gaitan | Year Posted 2006
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